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Brooke entered the gym with Jack, glad that a friendship was perhaps beginning to form. She looked around, trying to remember where she and Jack had been sitting, before deciding that it didn't really matter and picking a random seat. She patted the spot next to her, indicating that Jack was welcome to sit by her if he so wished. A little too late, she noticed that she'd chosen a spot close to a pale boy with dark hair - he'd been in the gym when she arrived, but Brooke hadn't had a chance to learn his name. Should she try to greet him too? He and Jack might get along. However, she was less comfortable in large groups of people, and she didn't know if Jack would welcome another potential friend, or be upset that she wasn't using the chance to talk to him. Brooke sat there for a moment, paralyzed by indecision.